Chapter 947 The Method of Cracking!

Only through tenacious willpower could the method for success be attained.

But it was evident, seeing the God of Destruction Tang Xiangxun on the other side, that he had made no progress whatsoever.

Even after being here for so long, he was still stuck.

And he dared to call himself a great hero?

It was truly laughable.

"I didn't expect you to have made less progress than me, despite being here for so long?"

After saying this, a new discovery was made here!

Xiao Mo looked at the object before him, finding it utterly unbelievable.

He hadn't expected to be so high-profile this time.

Now, he had even obtained a droplet of willpower.

It turned out to be sweat.

This was truly unexpected!

Then, Xiao Mo watched as his seed slowly began to take root and sprout.

On the other side, still stagnant, the God of Destruction Tang Xiangxun was terrified at this sight.

No one had expected it! It had turned out this way.

This was the God of Destruction Tang Xiangxun's thought. He had originally believed everything about the other party belonged to him.

But now, it seemed like it was completely reversed!

He simply couldn't accept this. After much thought, he concluded that the other party must have done something tricky.

Otherwise, how could his own seed have no progress at all at this moment?

Thus, he began to call out loudly, wanting to summon the [Game Official].

Otherwise, he feared he would be wrongly accused.

"Game Official, come out! What is going on? Why has the opponent's seed begun to sprout, while mine hasn't even poked its head out?"

He started to complain again. According to the game's rules, the God of Destruction Tang Xiangxun had no choice but to accept the punishment.

The punishment was that he was now unable to speak.

After all, trouble had always followed his mouth since birth.

Furthermore, such a player who spoke so freely could still participate?

"Respected Player Number Two, you have now insulted others during the competition. Therefore, according to the game's competition rules, you are now punished with the inability to speak."

Now there was no way out. The God of Destruction Tang Xiangxun was finished.

It was likely that he wouldn't be able to utter another word until the end of the competition.

This was quite satisfying.

However, there were still some loyal fans of the God of Destruction Tang Xiangxun in the comment section, indignantly defending him.

"Ah, why? What is the reason for this? Why won't you let our Tang Xiangxun speak?"

It was truly ridiculous that they still had the nerve to question it.

But at this moment, Xiao Mo's fans were not getting into arguments with the other's fans.

Because they knew that the [Game Official] was being very strict this time.

If they were to get into any more disputes,

Then, needless to say, it would be deemed as not following the rules.

It could very well affect their future destiny.

Considering this, it wasn't worth the calculation.

So, they didn't say anything more to them.

"Game Player Xiao Guduo, you have made inappropriate remarks. You are warned once. Next time, you will be shown a red card and disqualified from the God Realm."

As expected, everyone had figured out the [Game Official]'s tactics.

It turned out that this time, it was exactly as they had imagined.

As long as anyone broke the rules, the [Game Official] would issue a warning. If it happened again, they would be permanently expelled from the God Realm.

It was better to just keep one's mouth shut obediently.

And wait until the end to see if victory could be achieved.

These two teams were currently in a tense competition.

The Earth Goddess Helena Diss, looking at the recent actions,

Had obtained a droplet of sweat. If this was the case, did it mean they needed to collect sweat?

Then, pouring it drop by drop onto the seed,

They would achieve victory!

"Respected Lord, in my opinion, it might be the sweat's merit. If we had more sweat at this moment, wouldn't it make the seed sprout faster? Perhaps it could speed up the flowering process, and then we would win this competition."

Although that was what she said, Xiao Mo still felt something was not quite right.

After all, this competition was so important.

If the pattern were so easily discovered, it would be too simple.

So, it was definitely not that easy.

He understood the [Game Official]'s tricky moves very well.

Therefore, based on this phenomenon, it might not be sweat next time.

But it would be something else. However, one thing was certain: it was definitely related to water.

After expressing his thoughts,

The Earth Goddess Helena Diss nodded.

She agreed that what the Lord said made sense. After all, the [Game Official] couldn't be this simple this time.

So, how could it be made to sprout?

Upon hearing this, the God of Destruction Tang Xiangxun also learned the method.

It was sweat.

So, he also tried this method, but it had no effect at all.

What was going on?

Could it be that the two seeds required opposite things?

At that moment, Xiao Mo suddenly thought of things related to humans. Besides sweat, there were other things!

That was tears.

So, at this critical juncture, Xiao Mo tried hard to recall all the unpleasant things from the past.

As two tears dripped down, the seed before him actually began to bloom.

This flower looked very different, unlike any he had seen before.

Each color was also unique, black and white.

What did this represent?

Why was the flower of this color? Did it represent that future destiny would be black and white?

If so, could it be a premonition of the God Realm's demise?

Thinking of this, Xiao Mo unconsciously closed his eyes.

Then, what entered his sight was the future destiny of the God Realm.

It turned out that the color of this flower represented the future destiny of the God Realm.

Now, it was black and white.

This meant that the Immortal Realm would perish. Da Feng Novel Network.

If that were the case, even if he became the Lord of the God Realm, could he not change its fate?

If so, even as the Lord of the God Realm, he could not alter this situation.

It would be better to end it all with his own life.

Then, he continued to slumber in his dream.

Suddenly, he dreamt of an old man with white hair.

The white-haired elder reminded him, stating that as long as he was willing to use his own blood,

That is, dripping the blood from his eyes into this seed, seven colored petals would bloom.